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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 1:23 pm
Where is the love we once had Noa Amyllin Adept Assassin Host of Wrath
Her head turned as she looked to Alik over her shoulder. Her eyes burning with hate. '' You think THIS is my race? You think I should not attack THIS race because I belong to it? You know nothing of me, you despicable man creature. How many have you turned into wolves against their will? How many lives you have ruined? How many dreams you have shattered and how many scars have you left? '' Her eyes flickered into black holes and returned to their normal back color. They stayed like that for seconds, while Noa was fighting with Wrath for control over her body. She would save Wrath for when she finally met the man who did all of this to her, she would kill everyone of much higher rank with him. But this was not a fight to kill, and she still had her pride as a woman to defend. She would lot let Wrath take over now. If they had not been in the village, she might have allowed it, under conditions, but not now.
Energy pool: 600 Let the Fire burn the Ice
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 1:34 pm
Alik PattenThe Keeper of Spire. Strength 9 | Werewolf | Expert | Alan Key | Speed 7
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Alik looked at Noa as the said explained her doing. Alik found it a bit ironic, he began to get a bit angry "None Noa! None! Only two months ago, before meeting you at the Orphanage I was attacked in the night by a lycan... I had a dream before the attack... A dream to bring back Fronta, to make it a town of peace a tranquility, a place where everyone would live without fear... All gone!" he stepped towards her, his teeth gritted "I was human not to long ago, I hate living as a lycan, every night I have nightmares of that night i was attacked... In fact I haven't laid a hand on any other humanoid being since now... I've spent the last two years of my life preparing to live my dream to get it taken away..." He glared at her "Your Wrath is getting in the way of your actions... you act before you think..." He pulled his axe back energy going on the tip of his axe, the elemental coat going over his blade. "You may think your holding 'it' back but you aren't..." he swung his axe the blade of wind shooting out at Noa, the air was blunt not sharp, a force to push her off and not slice her.
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Energy Level :: 620e - 75e = 545e Skills Used :: Talent Awoken! (passive), Elemental Coat (1/5) [Axe Skill] Stat Increases :: Rank Diffference [+1] on Strength and Speed, [+1] for Talent Class :: Swordmaster Sub-Class :: Knight Equipment :: Canine Memorial [Armor] / Hand of the Winds [Gauntlet] Side effects :: N/A
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 1:46 pm
Where is the love we once had Noa Amyllin Adept Assassin Host of Wrath
'' I wish I could believe you, but too many lies have been told to me by your kind'', Noa hissed. '' And how do you know about him? Nobody knows about him. I guess it's only fair, because if I fail, he will be your downfall. I make sure of that'' She moved at Alik again, running slightly to the side to avoid the wind slice and brought her sheated katana up and slashed with it at Alik's side. It would feel like a punch. Then she brought her saya back with one swift movement and unsheated the katana, slashing again.
((Alas used( Katana skill)))
Energy pool: 600-25=575 Let the Fire burn the Ice
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 1:55 pm
Alik PattenThe Keeper of Spire. Strength 9 | Werewolf | Expert | Alan Key | Speed 7
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Alik felt the hit of the saya but did not react because of his talent. He pulled his gauntlet hand back and thrusted it forwards with all of his speed to his stomach, he then grind his fist upwards, connecting it to the skill Air Punch, which headed for her chin. As for the blade, he wanted this hit to decide whether or not it was a loss for him or a win for him.
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Energy Level :: 545e - 10e - 25e = 510e Skills Used :: Talent Awoken! (passive), Elemental Coat (2/5) [Axe Skill], Doudle Death Fist [Gauntlet Skill], Air Punch [Elemental] Stat Increases :: Rank Diffference [+1] on Strength and Speed, [+1] for Talent Class :: Swordmaster Sub-Class :: Knight Equipment :: Canine Memorial [Armor] / Hand of the Winds [Gauntlet] Side effects :: N/A
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 2:19 pm
Where is the love we once had Noa Amyllin Adept Assassin Host of Wrath
'' I rather let myself be beaten to pulp than loose to you here!'', Noa screamed fanatically, as she moved her weapon in front of the countlet, using her training to dislodge the weapon. She could not avoid the punch, which nearly dislocated her head from her body. She closed her eyes to not get too dizzy from the blood that spat from her chin in her eyes. She felt the pain, but did not pay attention to it at this moment. Her rage wouldn't allow it. She slashed her blade horizontally across his abdomen, slammed it back into her saya and slashed across his abdomen again.
Skills used: Remove counter ( C-rank, Assassin skill) and Ashes( C-rank, Katana skill)
Energy pool: 575-50-50=470 Let the Fire burn the Ice
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 2:24 pm
((Oh my... Did you just cut off his hand? Cuz I think that's the only way to remove a gauntlet while his hand is in a fist...))
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 2:38 pm
Alik PattenThe Keeper of Spire. Strength 9 | Werewolf | Expert | Alan Key | Speed 7
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Alik watched as his arm was dislodged off, blood came out of his forearm as his arm landed on the ground. She did a flip and landed a blade on his gut, then another one making an X on his chest... He coughed up blood but didn't scream or respond to it... but he knew he was beaten... The blood trickled down his mouth and he put his hand on her shoulder (Well the only hand he has). He smiled at her "I don't lie Noa..." He said with a gentle look in his eyes... color fading in them quick... He used the regeneration ability as best as he could.... "I wish we meet again Noa... I'll prove that I don't lie..." His hand began to droop off her shoulder and slid off and Alik fell to his knees, passing out... a smile on his face. The regeneration stopping as much blood from leaving his body.
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Energy Level :: 510e - 50e = 460e Skills Used :: REGEN FOR THE MAX!!!!! AHHHHH [C Rank Amount] Stat Increases :: Class :: Swordmaster Sub-Class :: Knight Equipment :: Canine Memorial [Armor] / Hand of the Winds [Gauntlet] Side effects ::
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 2:48 pm
Where is the love we once had Noa Amyllin Adept Assassin Host of Wrath
'' That's what they all say'', was Noa's cold and harsh reply. A part of her wanted to believe in him, but she knew he was probably no better than any other men she had come across in her life. What was with her anyway? Was she getting weak? First Sabal, and now she had thoughts of mercy for this man.'' I guess I won?'', she asked to July, '' I didn't kill him, but he might bleed to death if you don't get him a medic''
Energy pool: 470 Let the Fire burn the Ice
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:01 pm
 "Indeed you have." July simply said. What a show those two showed off. Surely did a fine job of entertaining with the people around the stage, including that last move. She quickly jumped off from her spot and stand over to Alik, making an bloody mess on the floor. "The winner of this mach is Noa." She simply said. July picked up Alik's dismantled hand grabbed the pass out man by the arm. "I'll be taking him to the hospital. You should head over there too to get ready for your next mach." She sujasted her to do.
"Next mach is Naito Vs. Balthazar. Come into the arena now. I will return to give out the order to start." She said to everyone to hear. Than in a quick flash of smoke, July disappeared along with Alik, leaving no trail even from his seeping wound from his arm.
[Auto moved Alik to 'Medical Center ninja' like ninja ]
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 1:26 pm
Where is the love we once had Noa Amyllin Adept Assassin Host of Wrath
Noa nodded and jumped off the stage. She sat down on one of the spectator seats. She could fix like everything with regeneration, if given enough time. Her hip would stay a little weak with that, but she wouldn't pass off the chance to see her opponents in the tournament, like she had been judged by them as well.
Energy pool: 470 Let the Fire burn the Ice
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:22 pm
Strength: 9____ڬ Balthazar Arlaise ڬ____Speed: 7 Novice, Blademaster, and host of Gluttony  Balthazar put the gauntlet that he won onto his right hand and walked onto the arena. Looking at the bloodied stone floor, he couldn't help but grin. He felt at home with all the blood around. ~Profile~
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 12:12 pm
Noa Hayato Where is the love we once had Noa Amyllin Adept Assassin Host of Wrath
Noa left to get herself some food, to regain more strenght before the next fight
-exit to bonfire-
Energy pool: 470 Let the Fire burn the Ice
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 7:49 pm
Naito was whistling a tune and when he heard it was his match he lowered his eyes on his opponent his head was cocked to the left, and he carried out the last note longer than the others. He grinned at the Waktu, remembering the rabbits he had killed mid-babymaking. "Nice gauntlet you got there." he said smiling wider, the blood stained arena was just-like home. Anyone who stepped in his path would be full of knives when he was finished with them... Or rather that was how it had always been.
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 7:52 pm
rusbob13 Strength: 9____ڬ Balthazar Arlaise ڬ____Speed: 7 Novice, Blademaster, and host of Gluttony  Balthazar put the gauntlet that he won onto his right hand and walked onto the arena. Looking at the bloodied stone floor, he couldn't help but grin. He felt at home with all the blood around. ~Profile~ ' [Sorry for taking so long bro. Wasn't home :/]
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:02 pm
 July returned back to the area, and up to the arena. "Alright, so you know the rules. Any skills can be use, weapon/guns are aloud, falling off the arena/admitting defeat or un-able to continue is a idiomatic loss.. any death blows will get you disqualified." She summarized the rules to the boys. She jumped back and landed on one of the seat away the arena. "Begin!" She gave out the 'go'.
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